Change My Mind *1D Fanfic*

Chapter 16

"Umm, can I pass or do something else?" I ask, because I do not want to kiss him. Well right now at least, I'm not ready. She looks over at Zayn grinning. "Do you have tons of editable liquids?" she asks, and he nods, while standing up, and a huge grin plastered on his face. He knew what was going on.

"Alright, follow me," he says while walking into the hallway. Alex closely behind, and Harry in the back looking pissed off. Did he want to kiss me? Oh well, sorry I barely even know you so...

We make it to the room Zayn wanted us in, and I gasp once again. "This kitchen is huge!" Allison exclaimed, and I nod. Emmalee would like this, and Niall. Thats probably why they are together.

He goes up to the fridge, Alex by his side. He opens it wide, and he smirks pointing towards there. She grins deviously "Oh yeah, that will work," She looks towards me, and Harry. "Now you two get out!" she says while shoving us through the door. Once she shuts the door, locking it Harry bangs on the door. "Why me?" he asks, mostly pleading.

"Well if one of you chickens out, then both of you have to face the consequences," Alex yells through the door, and I hear faint laughing in the background. "Ugh!" Harry groans while throwing his hands in the air while stomping off. Well this can't be good.

After waiting a couple of minutes I follow him into the living room. I crept around the corner to see Harry on his phone. He looks beyond pissed. Well can some one help me?

I go in, and sit on the couch pulling out my own phone. I go onto Instagram scrolling through my news feed. You know that feeling that someone is watching you? Well that's what it feels like. I look up, and see a glaring Harry looking right at me.

I furrow returning the glare. It feels like we are having a staring contest, him being the pissed off one, and me acting like it. "What's your problem?" I ask, and he scoffs.

"My problem. What's your problem?" he ask, and I just rolls my eyes. "What do you mean?" I look up into his once beautiful emerald eyes, now they are a ball of fire of darkness. Well.

"Why did you chicken out? Why didn't you kiss me?" He spits out shooting needles into me by his tone. That was the last thing I wanted to hear coming from his mouth. "What?" I breath out, being the vulnerable girl I am.

"You heard me," he says still glaring at me, like a predator about to attack. Thats the thing. It scared me how nice, and caring he is then he turns at a snap of a finger. I stand up about to walk away, but he grabs onto my arm pulling me back down onto the chair.

"Answer me," he demands looking into my eyes. I feel the building up of tears forming in my eyes. No no Phoebe don't cry don't you dare cry. That will get him what he wants, me at the most vulnerable state I could ever be in, and his victory.

"I-It just d-didn't feel r-right," I struggle to say without crying. He lets go, and laying back in the couch he was sitting on. I rub my arm where his hands were originally were. I look down at them, they are red but he didn't put a lot of pressure on it to leave a bruise.

"Im sorry," he mumbles still looking up at the ceiling of the bus. Before I could respond he sits up looking at me. "Phoebe, I truly am sorry. Im such a dick, sorry," he says his eyes back to their soft beautiful emerald pools of light. Thats how I like it, but his emotions are jumbled up. Such a bipolar man.

"It's okay," I whisper, and he looks like that little statement of forgiveness gave him light, the light. Oh that light, his happy state. Beautiful.

"Are you sure? Im just amazed that you forgave me, when I was being a total bastard towards you making you about to cry," he says rubbing his hand through his hair. I just stifle a laugh, and he grins. "Im used to it you know. Ehh, and I shouldn't get mad at someone who gets mad. Thats just weird," I say, and he smiles even wider his dimples sticking out.

He moves closer to me which I was a fond of. "Its all your fault," he says breaking the silence. I just giggle knowing what he means. "I hope it isn't disgusting, you know. Do you have alcohol beverages on here?" I ask, and he nods.

"Ugh!" I shout in disgust. "What?" he asks confusingly.

"I hate the taste of it. The way it burns on the throat. It's disgusting!" I say, and his mouth is gaped open. "What is wrong with you?" he asks, and I just shrug my shoulders. They probably put the whole bottle into one drink. I just cringe at the thought.

"They are probably gonna get us drunk," he predicts, and I groan. Drunk, ughh that state is the worst. I've been there once, but no no not again.

The door flies open, and reveals our friends carrying two plastic blue cups. The liquid is about filled to the top. I could tell because it must be a darker liquid cause it shows through the cup. They place a cup in each of our hands.

I look down and sniff it. I gag, and grimace at the smell, and the look. This is disgusting. Harry looks at me grimacing also. "Cheers?" I ask lifting up the cup. "Cheers," he says while tapping his cup up to mine. I lower it down looking at the yellowish-greenish liquid. Im gonna regret this, by alot.

I put the rim of the cup up to my mouth, opening it, and pouring the liquid down into my mouth. The first thing I taste is alcohol. Great. But then I gag at the after taste. I put the cup still full onto the table crossing my arms. "Im not going to finish that. It's disgusting!" I yell, and they all laugh. "What was in there?" I ask pointing to the cup.

"Well," Louis starts to say, but he finishes "Vodka, beer, ketchup, mustard, sesame seeds, tea, milk, Dr. Pepper, sprite, orange juice, carrot juice," He says just shrugging while the others snicker, and laugh.

"Eww really?" I ask, and they nod. "That was gross. You trying to get us drunk?" I ask referring to me, and Harry. I look towards him, and he had finished the whole cup. I glare at him, and he looks confused. "What? It was substandable to consume," he says, and I roll my eyes. Men.

He tries to stand up but since he drank the whole thing. Which contained a whole bunch of alcohol, he sits back down holding his head between his hands. The others laugh, and I look up at them. "How much alcohol was actually in that?" I ask

"About 90%" Alex grins, and I roll my eyes. "Now you have to do the same Phoebs," Allison says pointing to the cup.

"Ugh fine," I groan, and everyone cheers. I pick it up dumping the liquid into my mouth. I finish the whole cup, and smack it down on the table. I already feel the alcohol running through my veins, already feeling the head rush.

"Oh my gosh," I slur, and Harry nods. "Wow umm why did we do that?" Zayn asks, and the others look towards him. "Why?" they ask, and Louis knows what he is talking about, and shakes his head in disapproval.

"When Harry is drunk he gets violent, and very cheeky," Louis says, and they gasp while looking at him grinning towards me.

Before I could say anything, I feel my vision messing up, then turning black. I passed out.

-----/----

I wake up, gasping then grabbing around. I feel my bed sheets, and everything. Im in bed? What? I try to sit up but then get stinging pains in my head. I lay back down clutching my head. Damn, what happened?

I try to remember but nothing comes into mind. "Allison?" I yell for her, and she walks into the room grinning.

"Allison what happened last night?" I ask.

A/N

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